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1Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! Many are they that rise up against me.2There are many who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.3But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory and the lifter up of my head.
4I cried unto the Lord with my voice, and he answered me out of the mountain of his holiness. Selah.5I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for the Lord sustained me.6I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people that have set themselves against me round about.7Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God, for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the jawbone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.8Salvation belongs unto the Lord; thy blessing shall be upon thy people. Selah.